• When I was a little girl, I remember you throwing me in the air, how I always giggled and laughed when I came down and you would catch me.

    When we took out the chocolate sauce for ice cream, how you would always give me more.

    When you taught me to ride my bike, how you would never let go.

    When you stormed out the door and shouted, "I'M LEAVING!" to us both.

    Now, there's a spot in my heart that will never be filled.

    A spot in my childhood that will never have love.

    And you know what the best part is?

    That I'm looking at you from behind a glass pane, having to talk to you on a phone.

    Because you're the trash that society has thrown away, and I have too.